Chapter 1 - File No. 2003
Naved, sitting on the round chair at his desk in file number 2003, saw with sharp eyes that a letter in the file, which had been typed, shook the gap, must have been stored somewhere else. Cross, on which it was written: "I do not need a cruel person like you, but a great man, you do not have that quality" Relationships are built, they do not deteriorate.
Respect yourself.
"joint"
Six months have passed since this case ended, but we do not know who killed Priya and in what manner. The order of the SP sahib to re-examine the matter from above and report it at the earliest kept pricking like a needle.
Trin-trin-trin, the phone rang again. He put the receiver in his ear and said, he said - 'Hello, it's the police inspector'
Hello Inspector, I am talking to Inspector Nehaashish.\
"Good morning, Madam, please," said Rafiq Khan calmly.
"Khan sahib, the truth is that today we have got an order from the central office to investigate Priya's murder." For the last six months, there has been a discussion on the registration of the FIR, but till now no progress has been made.
Neha Ji, I agree with you, but this case of Priya's murder is so complicated that I don't know how the criminals committed the murder. ' - You don't understand anything? Rafiq Khan spoke to Neha with an emphasis on her forehead.
You could not recognize,
I tried my best.
"Good job guys,
"Tell me, how many people should I arrest on suspicion?" Rafiq Khan mocked Azadi. So when the police department fails, we get paid for the same thing; I work there, I CID. At work, Nehaka's tone was strong.
'Finding out, when do you want the file? Rafiq Khan asked quietly.
"Khan sir, Kha-M-Kha is angry, give him the file whenever he wants; I need your cooperation."
"Listen, Khan sir, when this matter is so late, nothing will be gained by gambling in haste. It is possible to sit together and think about the future before doing anything about it.
Ah, Neha-Ji...!
You must also obtain a warrant from your chief superintendent to conduct a covert investigation.
'Hi God'
'So now I put the receiver'
'As you wish,
'Goodbye, take care Mr. Khan' - Neha laughed and hung up the phone.
Rafiq Khan again drowns in the archives.
When you draw lines on the stone, you understand that the stone has become soft. Who taught you...... to speak, bowl, bowl......?
While answering his question, he caught him and, remembering his lesson, that voice echoed in the gallery of the police station, upon hearing which Rafiq Khan got scared and started shouting- 'Who is...? So the silence of the night fell everywhere.
He was fired at by Dhanya, Dhanya, and Karti, but he saved himself by hiding in the lid of the cupboard. As soon as he fired the revolver, the bullets stopped.
Rafiq Khan dragged the driver, Manish, out of the jeep and asked the constables to follow him. He fled in the car, leaving behind the body of a masked stranger, who lost his sight even after lakhs of attempts.
Before the minister said anything, Commissioner Dhusar tried to explain,
"Sir, that's not the point."
Rafiq Khan, standing next to the corpse, told Agent Rajni: “Havaldar, make a panchnama of this body; take the dead body of Prime Minister Marchuri, give an ID to the press."
"Yes sir, hello."
Immediately after making the Panchnama, the body was sent to the doctor for a post-mortem. The press staff printed the news on the front page. There was chaos in the city after reading the news, Rafiq Khan's police station fired at every street intersection. The corpses were set on fire. Even all the high officials could not escape the words of the people.
At the same time, Home Minister Brijesh Singh Awasthi got a call from Commissioner SN Dhusar.
"Hello, Commissioner Gray is here," Gray picked up the receiver and said.
'Secretary of the Ministry of Interior,........... ..? Do you want to convert a police station into a theater or stadium? Do you have something called "Law & Order"? If the administration is not managed, exit.
The minister was boiling like angry water and angrily said, "Mr. Does Dhusar knows how this will affect the government, will it create an image in front of the public?" Government machinery should not be disturbed, understand...?
"Yes sir," Gray agreed.
And, yes, open your ears and listen, Mr. Dhusar! Control and inform the situation as soon as possible. Now the Prime Minister should be informed about the control of the situation,
The day after tomorrow, he will go to Delhi to meet the Prime Minister, pay special attention to him, and then turn on the headset.
He breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he said, "Yes sir."
He immediately called the SP office. The attendant said you were there only after the incident and you were still there. He heaved a sigh of relief and made another personal call to the collector.
"Yes, you are talking collector, sir,
"I am the commissioner.
"Yes sir,"
"The collector who was attacked yesterday in Muktganj takes information from the SP Saheb moment by moment and takes such criminal actions that it becomes impossible for the criminal to escape,"
"Yes sir," The tax collector agreed, put the receiver away, and went to Muktganj himself.
From there, SP Sahab and the police inspector along with forensic experts reached the hospital to inspect the dead bodies, where Dr. Awadhesh Verma and Dr. D. Mangal were doing the post-mortem of these dead bodies. Four police officers (Ramnath, Sarfraz Khan, Harinath, Vishnudutt, officer, and officer SI H N Hari) died during treatment.
One of Stengen's bullets went through the chest of a man who could not be identified. The attackers fled, leaving him there but grabbing his head.
"Make three of these viscera, send them to the lab for testing, and second, make sure you send them to the medical school for research," the collector told surgeon Awadhesh Verma. He sends the third to the Treasury Emergency,
Dr. Awadhesh Verma agreed.
Then the tax collector said to Inspector Rafiq Khan: "Mr. Khan, this corpse was left by the assailant, with the help of his superintendent, all over the city, which reads that - The person who identifies himself will get full protection and the prize."
Saying Yes Sir, Rafiq Khan saluted.
Then the three returned to the police station and ordered the businessman to take a video copy of the footage of the scene and keep it safe, it was 10:30 at night.
Today, on the whole day of the race, all the joints in the collector's body became loose as soon as he asked for water from his granddaughter Mayuri, but the urge to ring the phone bothered him.
On picking up the phone, a voice came: "Collector..."
' to shut up,
It is known that the conductor spoke to me in anger.
It did not affect the speaker. Again the voice came, "Give me that'
Offer - Collector...! other…………. Otherwise, what?
Otherwise, there will be an empty collector, a collector, a collector, not his family, whose video film will reach the collector's office and the sound of the receiver's return has come.
I shouted, "Collector,"
Hearing the cry, his wife Rajni, and his three daughters Vinita, Jhunjhun, and Mayuri approached him and asked why he was crying. The sweetest Mayuri said: "Dad, did you have a bad dream?"
"Yes, daughter,"
"How much?"
"very bad,"
"Dad, you lie down, I'll touch your head," Vinita said.
Vinita slowly started applying pressure to her head.
Just, son, now go to your room and sleep, The tax collector kissed Vinita's hand and said, "All three go to their respective rooms." The woman was sitting.
After he left, the tax collector called on the switchboard and asked the operator for the phone number to come to his house.
The operator said - "Sir, you have zero two three five six one, four three seven eight nine one, which is from a payphone,
' Ok '
The operator placed the receiver in the market.
The tax collector called the headquarters and addressed the colonel: "Sir, Colonel, I am talking to the tax collector...!
"Send fifteen young men quickly."
'Yes sir......
He explained to his caretaker that the troops were to be stationed in the area.